The streets are littered with burned-out paper tubes and the charred remains of brightly-colored, strange cardboard exploding creatures. Scorches mark the sidewalks, a record of all the snakes and sparklers and poppers ignited by the little kids, under their parents watchful gaze.
The big kids, some of whom now have little kids of their own, played with large artillery. The bigger the boom and the brighter the explosion, the better. For a couple of years someone in the neighborhood figured out a way to tie explosives to a bunch of helium balloons and set them loose to drift until they blew up, dramatically rattling windows and setting off car alarms blocks away.
The neighborhood cats have finally all emerged from their hiding places, and life returns to normal. Happy 6th of July!
The big kids, some of whom now have little kids of their own, played with large artillery. The bigger the boom and the brighter the explosion, the better. For a couple of years someone in the neighborhood figured out a way to tie explosives to a bunch of helium balloons and set them loose to drift until they blew up, dramatically rattling windows and setting off car alarms blocks away.
The neighborhood cats have finally all emerged from their hiding places, and life returns to normal. Happy 6th of July!
3 comments:
Sleep well then?
Copious amounts of wine ensured it!
Love that top picture.
Oh, we had a good amount of wine, too.
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